Harry Potter
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Annabelle ♡ Regulus  Black ♡ by TheBlackLegacy
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Annabelle Potter Younger sister of James Potter shared lots of traits with her brother like her love for Quidditch and Pranks. But she hated being compared to her brother all the time. She was in ways better than James. She was Calmer and Politer than James. The main difference between the siblings was that one was a loud, outgoing Gryffindor the other one was Quite, Witty Ravenclaw. But the bond between the siblings was very strong. Regulus Black Younger brother of Sirius Black didn't share many traits except for their looks and the last name of course. Regulus too hated being compared to his older brother although it didn't have too many times. He had dark curly hair and Icy ocean blue eyes. The two siblings couldn't be more different Regulus love to play Quidditch and Sirius was not very fond of it. Regulus was THE SLYTHRINE PRINCE cunning and Ambitious whereas Sirius was the Brave, Flirtatious Gryffindor. Annabelle and Regulus were in the same year yet in completely different worlds. What happens when these two find themselves somehow tangled into each other's lives? What happens when the sparks fly and the two worlds collide? Keep reading to find out.
insufferable | Matheo Riddle by TheBlackLegacy
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"God, You are so fucking insufferable." I say in frustration as we stand toe-to-toe in the narrow corridor. He takes a step closer, his tall frame looming over me. "Oh sweetheart, you have no idea just how insufferable I can be," he replies, his voice low and smooth as honey. The lack of space between us makes it hard to catch my breath. His rich, musky cologne overwhelms my senses. I'm trapped against the wall, his strong body just barely brushing against mine. The tension thrums like electricity. "Why must you always be so impossible?" I demand, yet I'm unable to pull my gaze away from his earthy brown eyes. Eyes that flick down to trace the contours of my mouth. "And why must you pretend you don't relish every impossible moment?" he counters knowingly. I open my mouth to retort, but the words die on my lips as he closes the scant distance between us. His hand comes up to cradle my jaw as his lips claims mine insistently. Mattheo Riddle X OC Female